My Man, My Money

Plan A.5)

A/N: Sorry It's Rushed I'm Tired.

Time is ticking.

"Anyone talk to Zetus, yet?"

Time is not in our hands.

"Somebody call him then! Inform, him!"

It's like sand, slowly slipping between our fingers.

"He's not picking up."

It fools us into thinking that we have it, have a hold on it; time.

"But we don't." I whisper, looking out the SUV's window. My finger taps against he glass every minute reminding me of all the time that I'm losing.

"I'm sorry, Sir but what was that?"

I sigh glancing at my driver, "Call him, again."

This is not the time for stupid mistake to be made. Everyone needs to be on their P's and Q's. We literally just gave someone; we don't even know who, one of our member's. God we are the best.

"Still, no answer, Sir."

"Then I recommend you keeping calling until we get there." I hissed. We were all driving to out of city base. It was more or less his home now, he kept track of everything. He was our main source to everyone and kept us informed and update all the time. He was the best at his job, and I wouldn't trust anybody with this job but him. Sure, he has DID but it hasn't stopped him from doing his job, so I'm not going to complain.

We only discovered from his disorder when Kisame cracked a joke saying he had Angelman Syndrome for the way he operated on only four or less hours of sleep, and rarely spoke and when he did, it was with hand gestures. It was then he snapped, or should I say his other side came out. I don't know how to describe it but after that and the time remaining that day. He wasn't, the same person we had convinced to come work for us. We didn't question it, but we did search it up. We never brought it up and often times tried to avoid the other Zestus. He, the other Zetus didn't show often but when he did...

"We're here."

I climbed out not in hurry knowing that if Zetus couldn't see our faces on his camera's he wasn't going unlock his doors for us. I walked slow turning my head looking at everything around me, I didn't know where his camera's were I just knew he had them and I just wanted him to know a friend was on his ground.

I heard the doors unlock before saw them opened, and there he stood. With his green hair perfectly trimmed, eyes glowing in night like a cats; it still amazes me that he survived the surgery. "Is there any particular reason as to why you came to disturb me?" He questioned rubbing at his turtle neck that he always wore.

"We're here to track Sakura, remember?" The other boys were now standing behind me.

"I remember that," He said bitterly. "but I don't remember any reason, as to why you here?" The door was barely open so there was no shoving past him. Not that really wanted to but turning back wasn't really an option.

"Zetsu, I know you're not a big fan of us, but we have to know where Sakura is." I murmured, my patience slowly slipping.

Zetsu glanced down at my foot, that beat against the ground unsteadily. "I'll send you a live stream to your computer's." With that he proceeded to close the door, only to have Sai push past me and shove the door open, knocking Zetsu back. "We don't have time, show us where she is."